Chapter 26: Attire

My jaw flew open as I stared at the woman in the mirror. There was no way that was me. I never thought I had it in me to look this gorgeous and unrecognizable. My long black hair was curled into perfection but not nearly as perfect and smooth as Hades' own appeared but it was perfect regardless. My hair was in a tight neat bun, falling over my shoulders beautifully.

A long dark red colored dress hugged my body, adjusting to my curves majestically. The dress had similar designs to dresses I'd seen only in movies, it had a slit on the left side almost up until my waist, with tiny sleeves that also served as laces for the corset that gently cinched my waist in, bedazzled with red and black small gems used to illustrate an upside down crucifix at the hem of the slit.

I carefully used my hands to feel the fabrics. The fabric shone softly with glitter and it felt so smooth I feared I would ruin the beautiful dress if I let myself get comfortable with touching it.

I turned to the girls who had helped fit me into this beautiful dress and also helped restyled my hair.

"This… This is beautiful." I squealed.

Martha laughed, happiness glistened in her eyes as she wiped back tears. "Well of course it is! It was made by Aphrodite's hands. I knew the goddess would have loved to hear the compliments from you, herself."

Another Maid I hadn't noticed came in and emerged in front of me holding a box filled with four bottles of perfumes and placed them In front of me. "Here my lady. Smell these and take a pick at your favorite."

I nodded and sprayed the perfume on my wrist, with care so it won't touch the gloves. The third one was my favorite one of them all. And it was perfect. A mixture of fruits and flowers. The scent made me feel thrilled and content.

The rest were either too musky or just had an odd scent. But they smell good regardless but I didn't take a liking to them.

As I presumed to bathe myself with the one I finally picked humming a song as I do so when the door suddenly jerked open. I turned around surprised, not liking the intrusion.

But of course, it was Hades. "Are you done? We don't have all the time in the world-" He stopped mid-air when his eyes landed on me, they widened, and he slowly started looking me up from my feet to my face, ranking over my features.

"Master Hades," Martha called bringing him back from whatever slumber he had fallen into. "That's too much makeup on your face don't you think? Already planning to make an impression with the men, eh?"

I slowly picked up a mini mirror that sat on the table. "Makeup, where? I clearly remember asking Martha to not add any since it makes me uncomfortable. Or is it the tinted lip balm?" I turned to Hades, giving him a smirk.

"What's that?" Hades asked no one in particular, but they rushed to give him a reply, not daring to upset their master.

"It's a fine ointment for the lips sire... But she calls it that."

Hades just nodded. When he didn't make any effort to leave, Martha folded her hand on her chest and spoke again. "You must not enter a lady's room without her consent," she chastised.

Hades darts his eyes away from mine and looked over to the small petite-looking girl child. Hades cleared his throat, scratching his neck awkwardly, and simply muttered under his breath. "I own this place."

"And what if I was naked?!" I snapped, glaring at him.

His icy blue eyes dart back to my body again, making shivers run down my spine and making me feel truly naked.

"Well," He paused carefully, going over his words before he uttered them. "It's not like I have not seen a woman's.."

"I don't care if you have seen every other woman's privates, this woman right here needs her privacy. The very least you can do is knock on the door. I don't know… Maybe announce your presence so I can grab the nearest thing if it turns out I happen to be naked next time."

Hades' blue eyes were starting to turn a shade of black with anger. With a clipped tone of voice, he replied "It's not like you have any fascinating features I'd like to see."

I opened my mouth ready to put him back in his place but Martha suddenly hops in the middle smiling broadly. "Master, do you like the dress on her? Lady Aphrodite surely overdid herself on this one."

That seemed to have calmed him down a little. Without looking at me. He shrugged seeming disinterested and said

"At least she won't draw attention to herself."

I huffed, unbelievably at him. That was the best he could come up with. But with all that glare and ranting, my spine at this point was chilled with all the shivers that kept running down. It would be a lie to say that his words don't affect me.

"If you are done can we go? My chariot won't wait forever."

I gritted my teeth at him as the sudden urge to take my hands out of the gloves and slam my hands on his face, came over me.

'Don't panic' I mumbled when I felt my hands start to itch.

'Don't panic' I muttered again when I noticed everyone's eyes were now scrutinizing me. I took a few breaths in and out. I held my head up high feeling confidence radiate my body, and walked past Hades brusquely. I didn't catch his expression but I knew my actions would have made him shocked especially now that he was watching my retreating figure.

I stopped a couple of feet away and turned to Hades. "Where do I wait for you as you go get dressed?"

He forced his eyes away from my curves and gave me a perplexing look. "Dressed? I'm already dressed."

"Oh," I murmured. "Well, whatever you say then."

Hades gritted his teeth in anger at me, partially angry at himself for humoring me. A hurricane of emotions settled on his expressionless face. There were so many things he wanted to do to me, and not in a good way. He looked at me as though he wanted to crush me with his bare hands.

Well, the feeling was mutual.

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